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JH"THE TIMES, SUNDAY, AUGUST 11, 1895.13mjiammmmxmmmmM mmmmzmgmm1 -JS 3$i ' M X J$ dainty shell of birch, with Us crimson live who isn't Irresistible. Pretty, slen-CHVJkP a Sf3 . $ 4&51S ' cushions, as if she were an Indian girl der girls, with brilliant mobile facesJkEL ,y jfirml -5? 1 &W31, bred to the woods and the -waves. Her seem to be drawn here by instinct, andS?3? 'MiSSr & $l favorite excursion is to Long Forcu- among them all Miss Julia Dent Grant,7fyfa&2F& Ji MBk. V3I Pine, whose cleft and caverns give room Col. Fred Grant's beautiful daughter,2 "''MllStmsi&S 2E& -?9l jJSL for a whole summer's explorations. comes near to being the reigning belle.I 4$ JltU ''aMxgty J sfc. 8k Jb ' Another expert with the paddles Is Miss Grant is one of the best dressedI $&S i ft ,' WET' CI, $ (WZl Mrs. John Jacob Astor, who, while she girls at Bar Harbor, as well as one of thek&S WhfW vyillrwSs r EX t, was here, sometimes handled the dainty prettiest, and her frocks at the Kebo dinner&? ttffl S--l Sk ' implement Herself and sometimes hand- dances are models of Trench tobto and in-1 Sk &J Es jA&ZK J ed lt: vcr to nig Thunder, the red genulty. Sweet pea tinted tulle over paleQ'Qh&cZL vw31233 r. mnn wll ls most eJci)erL of al1 Bar UarDor ' " "SaSilSvK yy3F f I t braves with the shining blades. Mrs. "is-gjfm-'h "yVTflfljjfSgE RsW Astor wears dark blue serge when Bhc goes -s l&'0WJ9m&T? M SH j xgz&Q&y Nf canoeing, tucked up fish wife fashion, over rSyrWW&JV, tS &)) fev a I,etUcoat r crimson. J$iE$$1(t&ik JS3?-mLS? Sp'l$ ff W I&& I II 7 Miss Hliikle, of Chicago, has a canoo built l f''&k, lTSSKfeV i (! .ry F1 7 especially for her, all silvery gray, with tirrrfi C$vHs!-" jKjly' S il r tlle slIky burcn outside, all blue and silver 'Ci'55 "w fts-H I f Mifi3 IIUlle sLs as far as Efre Rock Jjfv I 4Ql'PvKS -vil 1 lighthouse alone, but not when bhe can bo '5&T - ,"S ' LnlKSL. . I induced to profit by the muhcle of a bold rSfl'- pSr-v' SHR n volunteer waterman. '4 VS.;'J' IMhP. il L ,15 The Bar Harbor canoe ls light and swift, -gjl ll-W JW . 'WSWS I I nearer the Indian model than any other iSk 'l!jj I SSMf! pleasure boat used. "With a crinibon para- ;lS:-P!!;'"fy ''fit I yMJilL I Eo1 at one cud and wullc duck troUfcers at ' v " ---t -- -cv '&'& I cfVfJis!; T the other, it carries as much summer funi SfjPJlSP r ad frolic as a craft can hold BAH HAKBOR GIRLP.S'fWV J ws?jKSV7' J I Tue be8t ulcvcl r,(lcr al Bar "arbor IsJy 7 Mrs- wllUa c l)cl,,iy. of Boston, who isV JgS'- z I '( ouL ou luc 0ccau ,)rlve or Ba' Drive every; m!&m' .CANOEING AT BAR HARBORHow tlie Summer Girl Smileson Rocky Mount DesertBUOKBOAED, GOLF, BIOYOLESSummer Sports and WellKnown "Women "Who AreBest at Them.' Bar Harbor, Aug. 9. This "Eastern Isleof Bden" makes one think always of scarletBtooklngs It J b tradition rrom the daysfrom CliRmplain discovered "IIsle desMonts Deserts," or did Mrs. Burton HariiMi couple the Ideas in a more recent butstfil comparatively remote epoch -when shewrote "Goldenrod" and told cf the dailydress parade on the piazzas of the Rodick,wiiere three times a day pretty girlt gather"u plan exourtJons, abjure fogs, exchangeuovelb and cat chocolate bonbons," allTvHIi "tle most dellghftul liberality in thedtejrtay of scarlet Etockings, which, withhigh-heeied fclippcrs and sparkling buckles,are tcattered over the verandas like popples In a field?"Mrs. Burton Harrison ls Btill here, andJlodlok is still here, the scarlet etockingsare still here; everything Is the same, andyet everything Is changed. The "fishpond" of the Rodick, as the office of thisfamous hotel used to be called, becausesuoh tempting bait was here available, andto many golden fish were caught by fairgirl anglers, is not quite the rendezvous ofold. It wah in the "fish pond" that TredGebhard met MIra Lulu Morrib, now MrsGcbhard, and it was the possibilities ofthe fihh pond" that made the originalcummer girl, if the summer girl ever hadan original, fcigh, "Better three hours ofMount Desert than three seasons of NewTori:;" but though there are still scarletpetticoats and bcarlet umbrellas, andthough the buckboard and the canoe are inthe! r glory , Bar Harbor has become, almostas much as Xewport, a cottage city.Money has destroyed tho quaintyellow, red and brown-unted fisher village huddled on the coast of$JiSr- H M"Itocfclns"Tho gray and thunder-fimiltcn pilewhich marks afar the Desert Isle." Butmoney has built palace "cottages" whichare In better taste than Newport's becausebomething of the gay freedom of the lifebaa got into their architecture and madethem lit better -with their background ofpine-covered crags and their foregroundof blue waters and fairy islands Moneyhas anchored a fleet of pleasure yachts inthe harbor side by tide with the fishingsmacks and the birch canoes, and withalmoney has not yet driven away the painters, the fetudents, the professors the wouldbe boys again, and all the merry band ofvacationers who wear stout shoes, dresslike (artistic) tramps and live like gods together Uirough long days of glorious sunshine in this crystal atmosphere.The Bar Harbor girl sits on the rocks.The worldisfamiliarwith thatfact. Beforeshe leaves h ome she plans h ersu miner wardrobe to be effective agalnste a rock Thobest rocks are along the shore walk. Infront arc the black masses of tho bald porcupine, against which the spray dasheswhite, and behind is the foam-wet shrubbery that hides this multi-millionairespalaces Perched upon a Jutting ledge, inthe fullsunshine. for a rich tawny brownskinis as much the standard of beauty heroas in the Marquesas, is a girl in pale greenduck, with scarlet blouse and scarlet popples nodding on her big picture hat A nearlet sash ih folded Into a close belt about herwaist and tied with long floating ends be-Golfing nt Kelbo Valley Club House.hind. That hat, by the way, Is of greenshirred muslin, airy and dainty enough fora garden party There are water colorshandy and a book, but Miss Morton, for itls the eldest daughter of the Governor ofXew York whom onehnacaughfrocking,"isIookingoutoverthewatersofFrenchman'sBay A young man lies at her feet in suchcomfort as young men can take upon rocks,and a little beyond is a blonde girl all inwhite, from the dancing plume of her whiteorgandie hat to the toe of her little whiteshoe. Her white organdie dress stirs withevery puff of wind thntplaya with the curlsof her red gold hair.Rocking by moonlight Is more chillyand more sentimental. The warning lightIn the tower of Egg Rock lighthousechines like a star upon the horizon. Thewaters are still, save for the flash of acanoe paddle or the refrain of a boating song. The cry of a loon sounds fromoverhead like the shriek of a lust soulgoing out with the tide. Presently thefog settles down damp and dark, takingthe curl out of one's hair, and incliningone to nestle rather closely, for protection only, to the side of the nearest youngman. Thus Jt Is that engagements aremade at Bar Harbor.Perhaps the best canoeist here ia Mrs.Frederick Gebhard, who manages hermmm?mmmmffvy-JMfXV jt 'mmA Canoo Tarty.morning in a smart short Bkirt of cheviot,with blouse and high russet nlioesThr most graceful rider is Miss PaulineWhittle, whose engagement to AlmerloHugh Paget does not prcent her taking amost lively interest in the n heel In a whiteserge costume with blue facings, or in trimfitting black, with touches or white hereand there, she ls invariably one of the mostpicturesque figures that spin past the boldmountain barriers or through the picturesque glens.Miss Alice Webb, daughter of Dr SewardWebb, ls another of Bar Harbor's devoteesof the wheel Coasting down the hillyEagle Lake road, under the spruces and thecedars, she ls very pretty to look upon inher natty dress of blue duck with black andwhite facings.The bicycle flower drill of a few dayaago was one of the most piquant eventsof the season. Twenty-five or thirty v heelswere in lino and the most fancifully decorated waB ridden by a Baltimore girl in along, dark fikirt, with enormous bunchesof nasturtiums hanging by gay ribbonsfrom the handle bar.Out at the links . f the Kcbo Talley clubhouse they play golf because they like it,and not, as at Newport, becauso they are"faddy." Kebo is an ideal, country clubset around with green hills. The gold courseis too Emooth, according to English Ideae,but the summer men in checked tweedKnickerbockers and Highland gaiters, andthe bummer girls in blue duck and scarletlinen swing their Eticks as zealously aa iflife depended on long drives and keepingwell up with the ball.Mrs. W. Seward Webb is the best golferamong the women who have been over thelinks this cummer. She wcara a tartanplaid blouse and a short black skirt looksas if Bhe meant businef s and makes scoresworthy of record every day.Mrs. John Jacob Astor is a good gofferalso, but is benteu by Miss Rockefeller,perhaps the richest heiress in America. Thismuch envied young woman appears on thelinks with her fiance, Mr. narold McCor-:t$-"StaIlwooa,,, Mrs. James G. Blaine'sSummer Residence.mlck of Chicago; she in white duck, heditto; and whether thoy make recordB ornot, there is always the ecent of the wildrosea and tho red raspberries, and theflicker of the sun through tho birch treesto make life fairer and fuller of enjoyment.The girl who drives at Bar Harbor mayhave a smart little trap, but sho is muchmore apt to handle the lines from the frontseat of a buckboard. The roads arc bo hillythat tho Mount Desert buckboard, one ofthe handsomest and most comfortablevehicles in America, has been evolved. MlsaHelen Brlce, while on her viBlt from Newport, showed her abdity to govern even afive-seated buckboard. Miss Morton andMiss Garland are good drivers, but the essence of -Jollity in "Eden" though I don'tneed the quotations, for such iB the trulyname of tho township is attained onlywhen the buckboard has three on a Beatwith a strong man at tho reins, and goestearing up hill and down, through woodsrich in tho balsam of fir and pine trees tosome bold summit, where one can dismember cold chicken and eat anchovy sandwiches as ono looks down 2,000 feet ofprecipiqe into the chafing ocean. Acrimson xug or a nig crimson umbrella iaa peculiarly effective "property" to. bring to a picnlo of this order, and against1 such a background the summer girl doesn't-f-2- "7i' ''"Sw?lJVEH.'- VCA iSl 9V?V. t'msP&?75rplnk silk has been one of her recent suc-cessess. Pale can.irytullo with goldenrodgarnitures was another and decidedlybuushiny gown.Mrs. Potter Talmer'a toilets are worthy of remarks everywhere and always.Last Saturdav night at Kebo she wore aDresden patterned silk flounced withblack lace, and with a black laco berthato the low bodice. At a recent dinner shewore a soft Wattenu satm, with blackvelvet and Jet , garnitures At a smallluncheon sho wore black nccordeon-plaitedmuslin, with no Adornment, but bunchesof Bweet peas, v-j"At Kebo jeatorday Mrs. Levi P. Morton woro soft, ,uidreEsed black 6atin.Miss Morton worerwhito corded sllk withbroad satin ribbons Miss Mary Harrison, of Philadelphia, who has some claimsto the belleship, wore shadowy India muslin over silk of soJ delicate a tint as tosuggest the flush df pink,"rather than toforce attention tpithe color Mrs JohnMinturn woro Persian mauve silk andMrs Morris K. Jerslp black acoardeonplaited muslin, trimmed with white laceedgings and with a-wbite lace collar.Beautiful Stauwood la open, but onesees little of Mrs. James G. Blaine. Mrsllurton Harrison, too, lives very quietlyat the "Sea Urchins," Joseph Pulitzer,owner of the Iew xurk World, hus spentmore money than one would like to countimproving "Chatwold," an enormous place,all turrets and towers. On Ogden's PolutGeorge W. Vanderbilt is lavishing moneywithout stint on his estate, Point d'Arcadla. But what matter summer palaces orfrocks for the German when sumac flames,when tall grasses bend beneath theirweight of brlntnge, when giant brakesspread out their lajers of green, and whenunder the shoulder of huge rocks driftwood fires burn close to the surf, whichswirls up between black and frowningwalls? Here is a stretch of beach glitter-Miss Pauline Whitney.ing with the green species of sea urchins,there a pool filled with starfish and starryanemones. The red and gray and purpleof the rocks blend with indescribable mellowness, and, take it all in all, one needsnot people when one sees Bar Harbor'scharms of cliff and sea, and needs not nature when one sees Bar Harbor's prettygirls. ELIZA PUTNAM HEATON.Her Way.Clara You've heard me speak of youugMr. Bagster, haven't you?Maud Oh, yea. lClara Do you know , the f ello w has fallenin lovo with raelMaud Has he said anything?Clara Oh, no.Maud Aro you eure?Clara Yes, iiuleed. I can tell by so manyways. I know he is on the eve of proposing,and yet diffidence hqlda him back.Maud What arc you going to do accepthim? ' 8Clara Mercy C no. That's what troublesme. He's nhje, and all that, but I know Icould never love him, and certainly neverwould consent to niarry him. Yet I don'twant him to think I am a coquette.Maud I nee. 'What you want to do is toatop him where he is.Clara Exactly. Can you suggest a way?Maud Certainly. Send him to see me.Harpor'n Bazar.An TJnromantlo "View of It."Do you believe in the transmigrationof soula, Mr. Oldbatch?" asked Mies BirdieMcGinnls."Certainly I do. Whenever a man goesdown on his knees before a woman to begfor her heart or her hand, or possibly hoth,T am suro ho possesses the soul of a camel,that goes down on his kneeB bo that heavyburdena can be placed on his back," replied the cynical old pessimist. TexaaSiftings.-Tliorousli.Attacked Lady What more do you want?I have given you all my Jewelry and money.Highwayman Havo you do more gold orsilver about you? Let me aee your teeth.Huruoriatische Blaetter.. i1 IrisFEAIL BAEKS, YOU ENOW, AEEGEEAT MATCH MAKEES.Young" Paget Courted Miss Whitney in One on theHistoric Nile.Canoeing must hereafter take an important place in summer amusements, and particularly in such ones as refer to the summerheiress and the bait by which she is caught.Indeed, the more womanish pastimes muststep back while canoeing comes to thefore.It waB going up the Nile in a canoe thatyoungAlmerlc Hugh Paget, of Englaud,won the heart of Miss Pauline Whitney, ofAmerica, one of this country's most notedcatches.The Nile stories, like all othcra pertaining to that btream ever since Mosea and thebulrushes, has different versions. One isthat Misi Whitney and Mr. Paget canoed inopposite ends of the boat until patienceceased to be a virtue, and Mr. Paget threwaway his paddle and declared himself.Another is that Mr. Paget was not In thecanoe at all, but that he remained with theparty on shore, which included Mr. Whitney,Mr. Pane, the rich Western uncle of MissPauline, and those interesting boy brothers,while Miss Pauline with boine girl friendstook a small Egjptian canoe, with a paddleat each end, and started up stream. Theypaddled. all the morning, and when theytame back so lively a description did theygive of their morning that young Paget became jealous of the wooden canoe and accubeil Miss Pauline of forgetting him fora senseless thing like that.Explanations followed and the engagement was announced to the party ere theSpnlnx of the Nile was bidden adieu. Butlike the Sphinx the party were to bespeechless until bidden to talk. However,actions spoke so much louder than wordsthat the engagement has just been toldabroad to the world a season too soon, butnone too early for people to know, as themarriag occurs In the autumn. This la onestory of canoe life this season.At Bar Harbor, -ih"ro Miss Whitney issummering, canoeing isone of the most popular sports. Thre are small inlets wheretho canoe can glide wbt jther craft willnot penetrate easily, and into these the interesting ioung woman, her five-year-oldsister, to whom she hna been a mother, andtwo friends paddle daily Miss Whitney'sfriends are two English girls, relatives ofthe Paget family, of which sho will soon bea member herself, thouth she will live inSt. Paul, tho city of Mr. Pnget's adoption.Canoeing as a girl's pastime is prettierthan rowing, as it gives a better exerciseto the arms and chest The paddler standsupright in the end of the boat and moves thepaddlo in swift back strokes, like sweepinga room, only a littlo blower and deeper instroke, and the canoe moves on quickly.THE HARTE SISTERS.The t rick of paddling must ba teamed fromthe Indians, a ho can steiipon a board andwith an oar send the rude craft in any direction, moving through the water fasterthan a naphtha launch. But tho averagegirl canoer does not attempt to do morethau moa her boat through the water at amoderate speed, while the steering is doneby a rudder, managed by a companion in theother end of the canoe There arc Indianguides "who make a business of teachingcanoeing.Two of the best canoers in the world aretho daughters of Bret Harte. JessamyHarte, the artist daughte"r, is so skillfulw ith tho paddle that she islooked upon withsuspicion by the mothers of daughters whoaro scary about allowing their girls to goupon tho waves w ith the narte girls. ButBrot Harte isn't afraid. He sajs his girlsare smart enough to look out for themselves.Not long ago they paddled across a roughstream, went around a rocky projection,landod, pulled the canoe ashore, climbed an"inaccessible" mountain, stuck a flag upthere, and vound up by paddling back intime for supper.There are different kinds of canoes.Tho American Canoe Association boostsa largo number of "absoclate members,"wives and bisters and sweethearts ofmalo members, who accompany them totheir annual meets. And here every sortof a canoo is found. The men for tho mostpart prefer a canoe with sails and elaborateseafaring apparatus, but the women whogo along and who take their own canoesmuch prefer paddles to sails. If they aregoing to use frails they prefer the cat-boat,which has all tho sails wauted. But whenPaddlersina BarHarborlnlet,(Bketchea by a girl artist "Who lathey aro canoeing they like to paddle theircanoe, not sail it.Tho women canoeists always have a smallsettlement of their own, usually calledout of regard to the early women canoeists,"Squaw Point," and here, nestled up asclose to the men's elbows as the laws of theassociation permit, they camp out, cooktheir own rations and paddle their canoesin tho waters alongside tho men.MISS CLEVELAND CANOES.A gray-haired and rather stout canoeistis Mlsa Roso Elizabeth Cleveland ,sl3ter oftho President, and 6ho enjoys going alone.Her favorite spot ls along the Massachusettscoast, where she has relatives. She canoesIn very fashionable dress , despite all thatla said about her "niannishness."A very pretty little canoeist is "Jennie"Langtry, christened Jeanne, the daughterof the Lily, who paddlesher mother easilyand safely through English streams.There is a pretty yachting story toldoi tue Ducaess or lorK, and as it IB atrue one in all its details, adds much to hercharms. The Duchess, be It known, is agreat seawoman. Sho doea not suffer fromseasickness, like the poor queen, nor doesshe go dinnerless during her voyage, likethe Princess of Wales. She is such anInveterate lover of the water, that sheremains upou the waves as long as possible, declining to cross tho gang-plankwhile any pleasant companion remainsaboard, and once on land she looks aroundfor means to get back upon tLo water.Just after her marriage, while she andPrince Georg were traveling around tolet people get a view of them, theystopped at a beautiful place up the Thames,where tho inhabitants had gathered together a very large and handsome lovingcup to be presonted as a bridal gift. Knowing the princess' passion for tho water,they had also placed at her disposal a large,bulky, pondersome, though oxpenEive,canoe, warranted not to overturn, for herdaily exercise upon the water. One daya lady in attendance, without whomroyalty cannot travel, even upon a bridaltour, suggested a canoo race. "Theladies of X are going to race this after-noou for your amusement," said ebc, adding,"and it would be a source of Infinitepleasure to them if you would race also,though this ls asking a great deal.""Not at all," replied the princess,laughingly.- "But I shall not race! Icould beat them all easily, even with thatponderous craft, and not for the worldwould I hurt the feelings of euch goodpeople." So the ladies raced, and thebniiling princess applauded.A ROYAL PADDLER.When Eulalle was here sho could notunderstand why she was not permittedto go canoeing upon the Chicago lai.es,which she so much admired. "It is notthw custom," suggested her guide andmaster of ceremonies, "except at watering places in the summer." "But am Inot a princess away upon a holiday?"queried Eulalle, Imperiously.Tho Infanta ia one of the cleverestteullera in France, where she Uvea muchof the year. She has canoed with paddleagainst several American ladies of Parisand has won every time. To canoo successfully, according to her instructionsgiven to an American lady, you musthandle your paddle as though yoa werebniohing tho water aside, first from oneside of tho Loat and then the other. Theoverhand swing of the paddle is easilylearned and gives quick musclo.It ia quite a fad for a man and his wifeto canoe together. You can see Mr and Mrs.Van Reueseiaer Cruger standing up ina long cauoe gliding silently down streamany afternoon as the sun gets low and backagain ere the dusk has fallen. In manyof the "Julien Gordon" stories Mrs. Cruger has placed her heroine In a canoe,and it may be that m these littlo tripsshe gets the ideas and the setting, as itwere, for the story in which tho heroinecan never be seated at all, but must bearher love tale as the pioneer women ofthe Mississippi heard theirs, with bothhands guiding a craft.It ls rather sad to learn that after onehas paddled successfully and has learnedthe art so that the paddle does not tirethe arms mere rowing becomes insipid,and thereafter there ia nothing exceptpaddling a canoe that can interestlCONSTANCE MERR1FIELD.Accounted For."She is a ery indifferent actress andyet so many fellows literally throw themselves at her "The other clubman knocked the ashesfrom his cigar. "If you will notice," heobserved, "the most or them are bad eggs."Upon that supposition conjecturo wasnot entirely deoid of fitness. DetroitTribune.The Obstacle." Lady It is strange that a strong manlike you cannot get any work.The Tramp Well, jou see, mum, peoplewants reference from me last employeran' he's been dead twenty years. Philadelphia Telegraph.Miss "Whitney in trie Center.spending uq summer canocing.(GAY DAYS AT LONG BRANCHUven Clara Barton Suecumbs to Soft Indolence. J. . TtIS QUITE A SUMMER GIELagBx-Gox. Flower ReducingHis Flesh byBathing-.Long Branch, Aug 8. The entire seacoaat this week has been treated to thenovel sight of a new sort of summer girl.Early last Monday Miss Clara Barton camoout to stroll upon the sands, and visions oiher all the week, boating, fishing, seabathing and promenading the piazzas, havebeen frequent. $The object of Miss Barton's sudden cortversion to the summer fad has been veryapparent, even though shemay have trledtoconceal it under a pretext of social enjoynient. Shehasdesignsuponall thesummermen to be found along the coast, and ahohas come to meet them 03 Mahomet cametothe mountain because the mountain wouldnot come to him. 'One day George W. Pullman and MissBarton were"c!oseted" In one corner upona luxurious sofa in the hotel parlor, and before he had left the little Red Cross womanMr. Pullman had promised certain valuablaaids In the establishment of certain branchesof the society In upper New York. Noxwas Miss Barton content then. She entrapped several other philanthropic millionaires, and ere they parted from her ahahad their signatures to certain little documents which meant much to her and he?work. t b "HOW MISS BARTON L00K3.As a summer girl It cannot be sail that!MiS3 Barton is pretty. Her moo th u twicetoo broad, and her smile three times too benevolent And her hair is not puffed adthe temples, but just brought down flatand licked 6mooth with a brush. Herkleeves have no balloon attainments, antSher skirts are far too shnky around the ankles. But all have fallen a vkUiu to hergoodness! She has an unseiiisn, earnest, x;tbink-you-are-so-kind look that makes yoaresolve to give her societniDg for her ever-,lasting "sufferers" something, even ttbe nothing but your last season's bathinjr-suitWhile poor Saratoga up in the North isrubbing its eyes and choking back us sob3at the dullness of the season and the shut-'tmg down of its fine chib-house(afteranewS3o.OOO carpet had been bought), LongBranch Is rubDingitshandsanddancuigwith,glee. Its season Is immense There aramore blucfish eaten here in a day than couldbe caught oft its pier in a season, and morefine horses driven down the avenue thanwould be needed to convey last month'abulk of congratulations to President Cleve-landatGrayGable3lnregaIstyle. )There are many fine cottages here, aacottage life at the Branch is historic BuOof them all the most Interest centers amuncTthe Pullman abode. The Pullman cottagaIs a large building with piazzas and a deeplawn In front. It has fully forty sleepingrooms and a dining-room like a banquethall, but Its exterior is not pretentious, onlyvine-clad and inviting. A house partygathers here from spring until fall andover Sunday the cottage is fell to overflowing of young guests. 'Sanger Pullman, the son whose matrlmonlal prospects are now being discussedas a great "catch," owns a beautiful tandem, theleaderof which trotscontlnuallyoaits hind leg3 and the rear hore appears todo all the work with his fore feet Thisshow leader i3 one of the sights of Long;Branch and one marvels at the skill of y ungSanger, w ho can guide so circus hkta steedsafely th rou h the maze of tandems, T-c j rtsand Victorias. J"PAST HISTORIC COTTAGES.Summerplaeesmustnowboastamem rialspot in order to be fully ia the swim.Long Branch has the Elberoa cottaga,where Garfield died. Although located a.Elberon, be it known that the cottage laonly a few rods beyond Long Brancaproper, and that visitors to the Branch findIt pleasant to stroll down the broad avenuaevenings, taking In the sights that line 1CThey pass the Pullman cottage, sure atlthis time to have a row or Mcj-cies leaningagainst its front porch, while the familysips after dinner coffee in an arbor; andthey pass the historic Grant cottage, theilaggla Mitchell abode, the former MaryAnderson residence, George W. Cailds.'.many Elberoc dwellings, and the h.ma,built by Mrs. Wlnslow. whose name ls notunknown in the nurseries of the landThen they reach the Garrield cottage, verybeautiful tins year, and, tired with thettwalk, are glad to catch a stage heme, iThere are a few hours In the morningwhen the beach is turned Into a bathingapartment, and during which all thoworld comes to be dipped in the saltybricS and to go back frEir and strong-.Politicians bathe to clear their brains.Others give different reneona for dipping,and the oean, like the Turkish bath, kindlyadapts Itself to all requirements. Ros-ellFlower bathes to get thin and muscular,and T. C. Piatt, who cannot possibly keepout of the water a day, dips to get stout1and lazy. Too much nerve energy 13 whatha suffers from constantly. ChampionCorbetl, since spraining his wrist by fallingoff a bicycle, has been lying upon the water1,to recuperate and bathe his sore arm, andhis tralner3, never far from him, have beens wimming energetically and knocking headswith the mermaids below the surface oithe water.A very attractive driver of fire horsesthis year is Miss Norma Munro, whose namais familiar in sound through connection with,publishing Interests. Miss Munro is onoof the youngest, the finest and the moscdesirable girls at-Long Branch, or ot thosummer anywhere. She is "the new,woman," with considerable of the admitabl old in that she ncTer goes anywhereunchaperonsd by her mother.and w the pinkot propriety even when wearing a maagjacket and a sailor hat.DIGGING FOR TOES.There ls no place in the world that sportsas many naughty bathing- suits as LongBranch. A bit of black satin, a belt otscarlet and a bandanna Tor nattiness ofheadgear, is all that is reeded with a pairof silk stockings. The wearer sits upon thabeach, digs the silk toes in the sandr nvi esall her fridiuls to find them, and when theyare dug out laughs hilariously and tripsback to tho hotel. She hOfc been "ia balling." By far the greatest event of the LongBranch day ls tho watching ot the racesbetween Yigilant and Derendrr. The trialcourse does not He past the Branch Bugwhere oue loves yachtinc love wnl find away. Early every racing aay, and everyother day , too , for the snow-white cbampi nalook veryattractiveevenl?lngstillo'f SandyHook, small boats put out with a companyof summerguests aboard to sailup to whciathe big yachts lie.It ls noi a long distance to go to see sirchracing yachts as these, and no wonder thatCoL Ochiltree, Lucky Baldwin, and all thogreat oranipresents are aboard. Will.'oK. Vanderbilt's Valiant jotusthV little f.etofonlookersandOgdenGoelet'sWhlteLadyais also among them, am are all the othergreat white craft that are known all ovejrthe world.